The Diary of Anne Frank Page #6

It's fine. Thank you,

Annele. Thank you.

- Isn't it a dream?

- Lovely, isn't it?

Thank you, Anne.

For Mouschi.

He'll like it.

And this is for

you, yourself.

From Miss Quack-Quack.

Go on, open it.

Aren't you

going to open it?

Come on, show

us what it is.

- It's a safety razor.

- What?

It's not new. Miep

got it, secondhand.

But you really do

need a razor now.

- What for?

- Look at his upper lip.

See?

He wants to

get rid of that?

Put some milk on it and

let the cat lick it off.

You think you're

funny, don't you?

Look, he can't wait. He's

going in to try it now.

I'm going to give

Mouschi his present.

- Mouschi, Mouschi, Mouschi.

- Enough!

And last, but never least,

my roommate, Mr. Dussel.

Something for me?

- Capsules.

- They're earplugs.

To put in your ears so you won't

hear me when I thrash around at night.

I made them myself. Try

them. See if you can hear me.

- Watch him.

- Wait, I'll put...

- Like that? Is that what you mean?

- Are you ready?

- What?

- Are you ready?

They work!

They went in!

They went in!

He can't get them out.

What's the matter with you?

Get them out. Take them out.

I got it.

Thank you.

- That's a real Hannukah.

- Isn't she cute?

- A real Hannukah.

- Now let's sing the song, Father.

Wait till you hear the

Hannukah song, Mr. Dussel.

Annele. I'm afraid we

shouldn't sing the song.

It's a song of jubilation

and of rejoicing.

One is apt to become too

enthusiastic about it.

Please, let's sing it.

I promise not to shout.

Very well, but quietly, Annie. I'll

keep my eye on you. If you get...

Oh. Oh!

I told you not to come in

with that cat. Get out of here!

What's the matter with

you? Haven't you any sense?

- Get that cat out of here.

- Cat?

You heard me, get

it out of here!

I have no cat.

Mr. Dussel.

It doesn't have to be the cat.

Just the hairs on his clothing...

...from the cat is enough

when he comes in the room.

You won't be bothered anymore.

We're getting rid of it.

At last, you listen to me.

And I'm not doing it for you.

That's all in your mind, all of it.

I'm doing it because I'm sick of

seeing that cat eat all our food.

That's not true. I

only give him scraps.

Don't tell me. He

gets fatter every day.

Damn cat looks better than

any of us. Out he goes tonight.

No!

Mr. Van Daan, you can't do

that. That's Peter's cat.

- Peter loves

that cat. Annie.

If he goes, I go.

Go. Go.

He's not going and the cat's not going.

What's wrong with you? It's Hannukah.

Look, please, Annie, sing.

Annele. Annele.

I think we should first

blow out the candles.

Then we'll have something

for tomorrow night.

Father, you're supposed

to let it burn itself out.

I'm sure that God

understands shortages.

Praised be thou, Lord,

who has permitted us...

...to celebrate this

joyous festival. Amen.

- Amen.

- Amen.

- I think they've gone.

- They've found us.

If they had, they

would be up here by now.

I know it was the Green Police.

They've gone to get help.

Maybe the Gestapo

looking for papers.

Or another thief

looking for money.

I'm going down.

They may still be there.

Annele, this is Saturday.

We won't know what happened until

Miep or Mr. Kraler come here on Monday.

We cannot live with this

uncertainty. Now, please. Please.

Get our money. They say

you can buy them off.

- Quick, go get the money.

- Keep still!

You want to be dragged off

to a concentration camp?

You gonna stand there

till they come get you?

Will you keep still?

Someone go and make

Father come back.

Haven't you done enough?

Please, Mr. Van Daan.

Annie!

I lift up mine eyes unto the

mountains, from whence cometh my help.

My help cometh from the Lord,

who made heaven and earth.

He that keepeth thee

will not slumber.

He that keepeth Israel doth

neither slumber nor sleep.

The Lord is thy keeper.

The Lord is thy shade

upon thy right hand.

Over here.

- I better go and look and make sure.

- Yeah.

The Lord shall keep

thee from all evil.

- He shall keep thy

soul. Hear me, O, Israel.

The Lord shall guide thy

going out and thy coming in.

Took the typewriter and ran away.

He didn't shut the street door.

It was swinging wide open.

The watchman was passing.

We had a burglar. He got

out as he heard me coming.

I will lock the

door and report it.

They've gone and locked the

door. Oh, thank God, they've gone.

I'd just as soon they take us

than to continue with this agony.

I can't think.

It's all right. The

danger has passed.

Who says the

danger has passed?

Don't you realize that we're

in greater danger than ever?

Please, will

you keep still?

Thanks to this clumsy fool,

someone now knows we're up here.

- Someone knows we're hiding.

- It's a thief! You think...

...he'll go to the Green Police

and say, "I was robbing a place...

...and I heard a noise above

my head"? Would he do that?

- I think he will.

- You're crazy.

I think that someday that

the thief will be caught...

...and he'll make a

bargain with the Gestapo.

He'll say to the Gestapo,

"If you let me off...

...I'll show you where

some Jews are hiding."

- That's what I think.

- Oh.

He's right.

Oh, Mother, let's get out of

here. We can't stay here now.

Please, let's go.

- Go? Where?

Yes, where?

Have we lost all faith?

All courage?

A few moments ago, we thought

they had come for us, didn't we?

We thought it was the end. Well, it

wasn't the end. We're alive. We're safe.

We thank thee, O, Lord, our God,

that in thy infinite mercy...

...thou hast again

seen fit to spare us.

- Amen.

- Amen.

Annele.

The song.

How about the song?

- Happy Hannukah.

- Happy Hannukah.

Saturday, the 1st

of January, 1944.

Another new

year has begun...

... and we find ourselves

still in our hiding place.

We have been here now...

... for one year, five

months and 25 days.

One of our family

has left us.

Mouschi ran away.

We're all a

little thinner.

The Van Daans ' discussions

are as violent as ever.

Mother still doesn

't understand me.

But then, I don 't

understand her either.

There is one great

change, however...

... a change in myself.

I read somewhere that girls of my age

don 't feel quite certain of themselves.

That they become

quiet within...

... and begin to think of the miracle

that is taking place in their bodies.

I think that what is happening

to me is so wonderful.

Not only what

can be seen...

... but what is

taking place inside.

Each time it has happened, I

feel I have a sweet secret...

... and I long for the time when I

shall feel that secret within me again.

Annele! Peter!

A wonderful surprise, Mr.

Kraler and Miep are here.

Thank you. You

shouldn't have come.

You should have at least

one day to yourselves.

Don't say that. It's so

wonderful to see them.

- What is it? What

is it? Mr. Kraler.

- Happy New Year, Mr. Dussel.

- Happy New Year.

How are you, Margot?

Feeling any better?

- I'm all right.

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